"Old man, don't show your ugly appearance, okay!"

The sound reverberates crisply, accompanied by the sound of flowing water, and the mountain spring... Drip... Answer...... Drip... Answer... The sound of dripping is deep and tactful, and there is a sense of silence. This is a cave, the entrance of the cave is more than ten zhang wide, the sky light shines down, the bottom of the cave is like the land of nine abysses.

At this time, on top of a rock, there was a giant tiger frog, and it was estimated that an ordinary bathtub might not be able to fit its body.

"Coo-coo......" The giant tiger striped frog made a sound, which was particularly loud in this cave sky, and the rolling eyes were like spherical crystals, looking down at a daffodil with a faint halo in the rubble pile between the stream, under the light of the stream's waves, it seemed to exude a strange color, "You little baby, after hundreds of years, you still can't get used to my appearance." ”

"Don't call me a baby, I'm not a frog, I'm a flower. The daffodils swayed gently, and made a crisp sound, and if you didn't know the scene, you would definitely think that it was a naïve little girl, and you would never think it was unreasonable.

"If I knew this, I would not tell you the difference between heaven and earth, so as not to be entangled by you. The giant tiger frog was a little helpless in his tone, but it was more like a kind old man. At that moment, a fist-sized moth struck the daffodil from the darkness, and the giant tiger frog on the rock calmly opened its bloody mouth, its tongue stretched out like a long rope, and swept the moth into its mouth, and swallowed it with a grunt.

"If you don't eat for a day, you'll die!" the daffodil protested mischievously.

"If I don't eat them all, can you look so slim?" The giant tiger frog is also childlike.

Daffodil didn't say anything against it for a while, as if thinking about something, the giant tiger striped frog shook a little, its body condensed sharply, and an old man was formed in an instant. I can't tell the specific age, shiny and rolling eyes, flat nose, thin lips with a big mouth, long dark gray hair that covers both ears, eyebrows and beard are almost the same length, a little white and sloppy with a faint luster, as if very energetic, but also as if very lazy.

The old man's robe was also dark gray, but it was very clean, with a dark green straw rope tied around his waist, and the light gray trouser legs were too long to the ground, covering the heels of the footboards, revealing only ten bare feet. I saw him stretch his waistline, and then stood up, waved his sleeves, and moved his legs and feet.

"Alas, when will I be like you, and I can transform into a human form and walk around at will!" Daffodil Flower's tone was clearly tinged with the anguish of the little girl who wanted to grow up quickly.

"I'll do the math for you, it's been almost a hundred years since you got the hang of it! Then it's going to take a mere two hundred years. The old man paced leisurely, his hands behind his back.

"Two hundred years is still a mere mere thing?" the daffodil's rather petty tone made her tall stem tremble, as if the wind was about to bend, and she was still for a long time, "If I take on human form, will I be like you, with feet and hands...... Long dark gray eyebrows, long beard, long hair, a nose, eyes, ears, and a big mouth?"

"All living beings, except for human beings, have been created by heaven and earth, absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon, usually three hundred years into essence, another three hundred years of enlightenment, and then three hundred years of transformation......" The old man paused leisurely, and suddenly smiled, "If you transform into human form, you should be a beautiful little girl, not like a bad old man like me." ”

"Oh...... That's great......" Daffodil's crisp voice was cheerful, followed by a very depressed sigh, "Alas...... Two hundred years......"

"What is two hundred years...... the old man thought about how many two hundred years he had experienced, but he couldn't remember it clearly, "it will pass quickly, unconsciously." ”

"That demon moth just now, I don't know how many hundred years of cultivation it has been, and it was devoured by you with one mouth......" Daffodil quickly shifted her thoughts in frustration and blamed the old man.

"This demon moth is about five hundred years old, and it hasn't opened its mind yet!" the old man said casually without thinking.

"Listening to your tone, I feel a little chilled! That demon moth has been working hard for five hundred years, and you have eaten it, but you still talk cool things. "Daffodils are holding people accountable.

"You little baby, you are too sensible, my cool words are just to explain your doubts. The old man retorted a little unconvinced, and then carefully enlightened, "The law of the jungle is the cruel truth of living in this world. This demon moth is hidden in the shadows, its purpose is to eat you, I also remember that it has not been easy for five hundred years, and the appearance of its original form is to warn it, so that it can fly away, but it still flies greedily towards you. ”,

"As you say, I am both curious and afraid of this world. "Daffodils are gentle and stubborn.

"Do you know? Flowers are a huge species, although they are very intelligent after becoming a essence, why are there so few flower demons, and it is even rarer to cultivate into a flower fairy. When the old man talked about this question, he couldn't help but feel some inexplicable sadness in his heart: frogs are also very large, and there are very few people who become demon fairies.

"Old man, just sue me!" the daffodil's curiosity was aroused.

"Because flowers are plants, it is already one in a million to be able to create heaven and earth, and it is decided that in the place where you grow, absorb the aura of heaven and earth, the essence ......of the sun and the moon for three hundred years, and open your mind for three hundred years, you can still only move and dodge in a small area, and when you encounter wind and rain, lightning and thunder, and the snow is worse, you can only bear it silently, which is considered lucky" The old man sat down, paused for this moment, and the daffodils did not interject to ask, but waited quietly, imagining those bleak scenes.

"If you hadn't been fated to grow up in this cave like me, a bad old man, if you had been born on a cliff or in a forest, I can't imagine how you could survive in this world, and any bird or beast that has grown up can devour you. Even if it's like the demon moth that was slapped with a big slap just now, or even just a little demon worm that has not yet enlightened itself, it is like seeing its delicacy, looking forward to it, and can't wait to fly towards you......" The old man's rigorous narration tone became faster and faster, and suddenly it was gone, and the sound that echoed in the cave sky had an eerie atmosphere. The daffodil still didn't squeak, and I don't know what she was feeling, but the old man licked his mouth, changed it to a relaxed tone, and continued: "These little farts are really not small, they actually ignore my cunzài, little things with eyes and beads, dare to take food under my nose, and they deserve to die." It's just these little things, I've eaten too much, too much, and they've long been boring. ”

"Isn't it delicious? I thought you liked it!" Daffodil spoke, her crisp voice dissipating the gloomy aura of the space a lot, and her tone changed again, "They...... Why are they staring at me, why are they trying to eat me? ”

"In this cruel world of the jungle, they want to eat you, they want to eat you only because they can eat you, even though you have been in the realm for nearly seven hundred years, and they don't even have enlightenment. And the essence formed by your seven hundred years of realm, devouring it can boost their cultivation and help them break through the realm. ”

"Are you eating these little demon insects also to increase your cultivation and realm?"

"Hehe, what do you say...... Where is the cultivation...... "The old man lay down, his right hand propped his head, "In this cave heaven, I don't know how many years have passed, I don't know if I can grow again, and I don't know what it will be like to break through this realm." ”

"Haven't you ever thought about becoming an immortal?"

"I've thought about it, I used to think it was too far away, but now I think about it occasionally, but what if I feel like I've become an immortal?"

The old man's lazy demeanor seemed to be tired, but also as if he was leisurely. And the old man's answer to Cheng Xian, made the daffodil a little confused, it sounds very superficial, think about it carefully, it seems to be very profound, a little goblin who has not experienced the world, even if it is very wise, how can he understand an old demon who has spent countless years, the kind of calm and calm desirelessness, with longing seems to be close, but in fact the distance is really too far.

"Old man, thank you for protecting and taking care of me for hundreds of years. The daffodil's sincere tone seemed to have grown up suddenly.

"Little baby, I am also very grateful to you, you can accompany me to talk and relieve boredom, otherwise in these years that I don't know the depths, it will be really lonely as snow!" The old man reclined there and smiled, still holding his head with his right hand, brushing his eyebrows with his left hand, and brushing his beard.

"Old man, you said that the outside world is very big, why have I never seen you go out?" Daffodil seemed to be unable to ask endless doubts, and without waiting for an answer, she added another question, "Have you ever been out?"

"Of course I've been out, the world is big and complicated, and I like to keep it simple. ”

"If I take on a human form, I won't be able to stay! You know, ever since I became conscious, I was curious about the qiē around me, and when I saw what I could see around me, I looked forward to going to the entrance of the cave to have a look. Until you tell me about the outside world, I am more curious, I want to see the outside world even more, and I still dream!" Daffodil said excitedly, and suddenly sighed faintly, "I don't know if the outside world is the same as the scene in my dream, today after listening to your words, I want to go out, but I am afraid to go out." ”

"Hehe, I know......" The old man replied, still maintaining a lazy posture, but looking up at the sky. From the moment this daffodil sprouted in this pile of rubble, I watched her grow, watched her become a sperm, watched her open her mind, every bit of the outside passed through his mouth, instilled in her consciousness, her outspoken personality in the mood for flowers, her suddenly persistent, suddenly indifferent temper, how could she escape his eyes.

"Alas, I'm in a daze again......" Daffodil sighed.

"Looking up at the sky, what a pleasant, beautiful thing, I am calm, therefore I am ......" the old man sighed leisurely, the self-absorbed look, on the positive side, it is a kind of free and easy, on the negative side, it is completely chaotic and waiting for death, but he is an old immortal.

（...... The new book has been uploaded, and I have passed by, please collect one and recommend one...... ）